“My mother only went to Jack to borrow money. She was framed by him!”
“Just because she says she was framed, she was framed? Jack claims she was the one who crawled into his bed!”
“You know that’s not true.”
“I certainly don’t know that!”
Penelope had Timothy send Gloria a message, telling her to get up and leave. If she stayed any longer, she might blow her cover.
Gloria received the message and stood up angrily.
“You know what you did back then. I… I can’t be bothered to waste my breath on you!”
With that, Gloria turned to leave, but Judy suddenly lunged forward and grabbed a handful of her hair.
“You bitch, you think I have no temper? How dare you challenge me online!”
Caught off guard, Gloria cried out in pain as Judy yanked her hair.
Penelope and the others hadn't expected Judy's sudden outburst. Timothy was about to get up and intervene, but Donald, who had finally snapped out of his shock, rushed forward.
“Judy! How could you have hidden so much from me!”
Judy was startled to see Donald and instinctively let go of Gloria.
Getting the signal from Timothy, Gloria quickly clutched her head and ran off.
“What… what are you doing here?” Judy asked Donald, stunned.
Donald’s eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his jaw. “So Edith and I have a daughter. She even came to our house, but you threw her out! And Edith came to see you before she died, but you wouldn't let her see me!”
“Donald, it’s not like that, listen to me…”
“You malicious woman!”
Donald slapped her across the face, sending Judy stumbling into the corner of a table.


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